My writing
Here is a myth:
At school we are writing myths about natraul events. We are learning how to explain them from reading maori and other cultures myths.
Myth
Many moons ago, when objects approached land and never departed, a young boy called Edward lived calmly in the daylight. Everything ran smoothly until one day an extraordinary event occurred which disturbed the quiet village. The village was known as “Tanga Toa Toa”.
One gloomy dark day, when the clouds were shadowing over the earth, Edward was gardening as he was determined to create the most worthy flowerbeds in the village. He darted over to his garden and glanced at each unique flower petal and decided upon its future. He cautiously began to pick out the weeds and then placed them into a dirty bucket.
While Edward was focused, “Ray”, the sun, was struggling as he was steaming with flames shooting out of him as fast as little molecules gushing down a waterfall. Ray’s body was startled because every movement that he made would contribute to more heat. He realised that it was impossible for himself to last on fire for this long.
He suddenly ordered assistance from the nearby clouds. He demanded that they would constantly create rain immediately. At once, each cloud poured ever little bit of water letting it free to the ground. The Goddess of Clouds had no reason to object to this order.
Unfortunately Ray was above the clouds so was unable to receive the tremendous amount of rain let out especially for him. The sun, Ray, panicked as he was stone still. This meant that he couldn’t announce to the clouds to pause raining.
Meanwhile, Edward was taking a rest on the luscious green grass. As he sprung up to continue work, he noticed that a storm had broken out from above. He sprinted indoors and nestled down in a confined room. He was certain that the storm would soon pass as in Tanga Toa Toa, rain would only pour down for at most one hour.
The rain was falling heavily down and the roof was producing frightful sounds!
The next day, the rain was still constantly falling. Edward was fed up so he walked outdoors with a confident grin on his face and pleaded the clouds for peace. The clouds continued to pour and ignored Edward. Edward stood shaking like a Frisbee in the middle of his glorious section. The Goddess of Clouds suddenly raised her voice and announced to Edward that the sun, Ray, needed water to survive. Edward looked confused but knew that he needed to find a solution because he couldn’t live with constant rain.
Edward suddenly thought of something outstanding. He worked out that when the sun beams shone down, they could gather up water to cool the sun, Ray, down.
He was quick minded so he jumped to his feet and trotted over to his dirty bucket. He then began to scoop up some water from the ground and into his bucket. Edward echoed his strong voice to the sun and held it up high.
All of as sudden the sun’s bright beam sprang towards the narrow bucket. The beam then assembled the water up and delivered it to the sun. The water began to glisten from the stunning light.
From now on, when you see water evaporating, it is Ray, the sun, cooling down so that he survives.
By Louisa
